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The Young Master Is My Top Fan!

[Sweet, No Abuse, Strong Female Lead, Favored By All!] When Ruan Qi became famous. Haters: No matter how pretty, she's undereducated. That very afternoon, the most prestigious institution of higher learning in China posted on social media—Let me introduce our youngest doctoral supervisor, Professor Ruan Qi. Haters: What's the use of hyping up a scholar persona? In the end, she'll still have to bow down to her financial backers. The next day, Ruan Qi appeared at an international economic conference, with her name tag reading—Chairman of Qimu Pharmaceutical Group. Haters: Making so much money, not knowing to contribute to the country. Three days later, an official news release—A new model of nuclear submarine is launched, thanks to Chief Designer Ruan Qi and all the research and development members! Haters: ... Can't afford to provoke, goodbye. * After getting married, a reporter asked Xi Jiu: Ninth Master, how did you manage to pursue the Goddess Ruan? Xi Jiu quietly flipped open a diary. Diary of Chasing My Wife: 1. Vote for my baby in rankings. 2. Cast votes for my baby. 3. Support my baby. 4. Buy out all the tickets for my baby’s movies. 5. Join my baby's fan club. …As everyone knows, the Goddess Ruan has a universe-level wealthy hardcore fan—Ninth Master Xi, Xi Jiu!

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Chapter 562 A Harmonious Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law Relationship Is Not a Good Thing (Second Update)_1

Xi Xiaoran's wife was a fearsome goddess, a fact known to all scions of the Centennial Families.

Duan Wei had lived half her life, having hit people and scolded dogs, but she had never met a young girl who dared to invite her to share soup.

Watching Ruan Qi hold the bowl with her small hands, even the woman who wouldn't hesitate to clash with nuclear weapons was, for once, slightly stunned.

Seeing Duan Wei remain silent, Ruan Qi took it as tacit approval.

She placed the small bowl on the coffee table and then carefully poured out the soup from the thermos.

Duan Wei's soup-making skills were unmatched, her chicken soup lacked even a hint of grease and had a milky white color with a sweet and fresh taste.

Ruan Qi's cravings were hooked, her little tongue licking her lips.